My past life was a fan of all men

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the breeze was gentle.Mo Lang fell asleep early, covered in hot sweat in the wrestling ring. After taking a shower, he lay flat on the wooden bed and fell asleep after evening self-study.

In the middle of the night, in the dark night, a shooting star flew down from the sky. Looking from afar, only a white light was seen, and a person flew down on the eaves of Mo Lang's dormitory with his sleeves fluttering. He pursed his lips and smiled slightly. Yun Guang stretched out his slender and white right hand from his sleeve, silently recited the immortal formula, raised his backhand slightly, and opened his mouth slightly and called out softly, "Sanqiandian, you slept so soundly!"

He has sculpted eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is cut like a crown jade with a knife and an axe, and the corners of his mouth slightly evoke a pleasing arc. The most eye-catching thing is his pair of clear and clear eyes like the moon lying in the water, tender like water ;

Like the golden wind and jade dew meet, the world's beautiful and countless confidantes drink freely, all night long until dawn;

Like the intoxicating evening wind and setting sun, a small boat sits leisurely in the small lake, carrying Xiao Biesheng's newlyweds.

It is also like the bright and gorgeous fireworks that will never disappear in the dark night sky.

Like the lights of thousands of houses, iron trees and silver flowers, neon clothes and feather clothes.

Mo Lang's soul was lifted out of his body and flew to the eaves. He opened his eyes dimly, and saw Mr. Pianpian standing on the ridge of the eaves with his back turned and hands behind his back...

Even if he didn't see the face of this person, he knew it was an old friend of his.Qiu Shui's lazy Shui Bo Wuhen's eyes flashed a flash of lightning quickly, and he smiled like a spring breeze on his face and said: "Immortal Wenchang, you finally think of me!"

Wen Chang frowned, his eyes were full of doubts, he was dressed in white, and walked slowly to Mo Lang's side, stretched out his slender, snow-white right hand and clasped Mo Lang's left shoulder tightly, and said with a deep smile on the corner of his mouth: " You forgot about me, I just went to the Tathagata of the West to participate in the Dharma for a day, and you flew down to the mortal world to enjoy the delicacies of the world."

"Yeah, didn't you go to participate in the Western Tathagata Dharma? Logically, it would take at least a day before I found out that I had descended into the mortal world. Why..."

"Why did you catch your little braid so quickly, right?" Xianjun Wenchang raised his mouth, his eyes shone with light, and sighed, "The Buddha Dharma taught by the Tathagata has been like a day for thousands of years. I don’t know what’s good to hear, but I sneaked out by myself while the bald donkeys weren’t paying attention.”

Mo Lang nodded while listening, looking thoughtful.

"As soon as I returned to the Heavenly Court, I wanted to bring a jug of fine wine to your 'Palace of Breeze' to drink with you, and make complaints about Tathagata. When I was playing for fun, I accidentally missed it, but fortunately I met Taibai Xingjun on Yaochi, and from his mouth I knew that you made your own opinions and flew down the mortal world across the waves of the Milky Way."

"It turned out that the old man Taibai Xingjun betrayed me." Mo Lang rubbed his hands together, and thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.If playing chess with him hadn't been so boring that I almost fell asleep, I wouldn't have heard my offspring crying...

"I don't have much to say, come on, hug one first!" Wenchang Xianjun opened his arms and leaned forward, wanting to hold Mo Lang tightly in his arms.

Mo Lang turned around and swam a few steps behind him, avoiding the embrace of Xianjun Wenchang. "Come on, you and I don't know each other yet, and you want to smoke my tofu..."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you miss me at all?" Wenchang Xianjun frowned tightly, opened his lips slightly, bit his lower lip with his white teeth, straightened his face, very lonely.

"I miss you, but missing you doesn't mean I want to hug you." Mo Lang pursed his lips and smiled.

Mo Lang raised his eyes, looked at the east side of the hill, a little pale, and said lightly: "Why did you bring me up, it's almost dawn, I'm going back, hurry up and talk about something."

Wen Chang twitched the corners of his mouth, the flowers blooming in his heart will wither and fall in an instant, the world has no flowers in spring, and thousands of trees and dead trees can't wait for the first ray of spring breeze, they are all chopped down and burned as logs, he thought to himself: "I'll go Has your conscience been eaten by the Roaring Dog? This Immortal Lord came to see you specially, and you are so disrespectful..."

With the anger in my heart, my mouth was calm, and I said lightly: "There's nothing else, you can go back."

Mo Lang turned around and turned into a beam of light, disappearing on the eaves.

Wenchang Xianjun swung his sleeves, and flew into the bright moon and starry sky in white clothes, and sank into the boundless night.

"I've waited for you for 1000 years, except for the queen mother's flat peach feast 300 years ago, when you got drunk on a whim and fell into my arms with blushing cheeks, I have never hugged you again..."

"It's not that I don't want to hug, it's that I can't hug." A meteor shower suddenly fell in the dark night sky. Is it because of the bright eyes of the galaxy, or your crystal clear teardrops that added a little more agility to the long night.

Early the next morning, Sun Ran's cell phone was ringing loudly. Murong Zhenghua, who had the most sensitive hearing and hated noises, opened his eyes first. His left hand stretched his psoas muscles, his upper body stood up slightly, and a pair of icy eyes were full of coldness. The bone-piercing cold eyes pierced Sun Ran's sleeping position without any rules, and he plunged into the quilt.

He randomly picked up a pillow with his right hand and threw it on Sun Ran's bed, frowned, and shouted impatiently in a rough voice: "Sun Ran, a dead pig, it's on fire, get up quickly."

Sun Ran was disturbed by an ear-piercing cry, and the thyroid-stimulating hormone and adrenaline surged suddenly, causing him to straighten his back, "What's going on? Is it on fire?"

He looked around, still the morning breeze was blowing the melodious wind chimes, and the sound of the gurgling mountain spring was very refreshing. In the dormitory, Mo Lang and Zheng Dangan were still sleeping soundly, unaware that the sun was rising and the east was pale... …

He blinked his clear and bright ink eyes, then raised his eyes slightly to look at Murong Zhenghua, who was directly opposite him, and said, "There is no fire..."

"Your head is on fire. I'm going to take out your phone and throw it away if you don't get up." He glanced sharply at Sun Ranfang's phone that fell on the small table at the end of the bed, "If you still dare to make noise with that shit Watch me sleep, be careful I throw it into the long night sky, disappear into the night, and disappear from there, even a small screw you can't even try to find."

Sun Ran twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly. Before he could respond, the cell phone that had been left at the end of the bed rang again.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

He was lying down at the end of the bed, his four muscles stretched randomly into a "big" shape, and he lay lazily on the blue quilt. He picked up the phone from the end of the bed with his long and slender hand and glanced at it. Egg", it turned out to be "Egg Meat Flower Noodles" who called early in the morning to say hello...

"Hey, eggs, I haven't woken up yet, so I don't need to eat eggs for breakfast, you can beat them later." Sun Ran stretched out his hand to rub his sleepy eyes, and said while yawning.

"Xiao Ran, you have committed lazy cancer again, haven't you!" There was a snort from the other end of the phone, "I won't talk to you anymore, I woke up this morning and saw the little bar with the name 'the world's number one national teacher' in the forum Put your own photo on his own homepage, go check it out!"

Sun Ran's heavy eyelids, which were drowsy and unable to lift them, opened suddenly, and a gleam flashed in a pair of deep eyes that could not see the bottom, "Is that my master?"

"Go and argue for yourself. I don't have much knowledge, and I don't know if the photo was photoshopped. Anyway, it looks like your master..."

Before "Egg" finished speaking, Sun Ran immediately hung up the phone, and logged into the "Fake Counterfeiting Forum" on his mobile phone page. As soon as he logged in, he immediately tapped on the small avatar of "The World's No. [-] National Teacher".

A pair of eyes that have not woken up and will sleep for another 500 years are bigger than the red sun hanging high in the east of the hill in the morning, "I'm going! This is not like it, it's just me. Incomparably handsome, unrestrained and unrestrained, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree, the master whose eyes sparkle at you all the time!"

Sun Ran was elated, with a spring-like smile floating on his pretty face, and looked at the side face of the master who was still sleeping soundly, feeling as happy as thousands of mountain flowers in Butterfly Valley competing to bloom in his heart.

Looking back at the number of followers of "The World's No. [-] National Teacher", that is, the number of followers is still a conspicuous zero egg. I am in a hurry to become the first hardcore teacher of the master, and stretch out my fingertips on "follow this person" poked.

He smiled and bent his eyes, wanting to send a private message to the master.

"Master, I really didn't expect that you, an old man, would come to play the forum, let's join hands as master and apprentice, let's dominate the martial arts together! [Scissors] [Scissors] Oh, no, it is to dominate the forum! ~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦La"

After finishing his hands, his slender white fingertips touched the [Send] button, and just about to press it, a dazzling light suddenly flashed across his smiling eyes, and he thought to himself:

"It's rare to be in contact with a master, not a master-student relationship, not to be affected by the master-student relationship, and no longer be bound by ropes and unable to express my love for him..."

"It's rare to be able to love someone like Tan Cheng, Murong Zhenghua, and the others with the expression of a mature man. At least let him know that I love him deeply, not just secretly in love..."

"It's rare to find a platform that allows me to say to him boldly and rudely without any scruples, "I want to sleep with you!" "

"It's rare in this world, he still doesn't know that "The Burning Sun" is his apprentice Sun Ran, is it possible that this time I can finally say loudly that I like you without being afraid of being rejected by you because of the teacher-student relationship?" What? We are peers in the forum, so I can naturally confess my love to you without restraint..."

The light in Sun Ran's eyes became more and more dazzling. He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. To approach Mo Lang as a hardcore Mifensi might be the only thing that could make him feel insignificant but still couldn't let it go. The best way to express your emotions.

Then he pressed the delete button, and the words he typed before were wiped out one by one like a meter pen brush erasing the words on the blackboard. After a quick brainstorm, he typed:

"Big Daddy, I am your loyal Mifensi, I support you! I really like you! I love you from the scorching sun."

This is the first time that Sun Ran claimed to be "Scorching Sun" instead of "Xiao Ran" or "Zha Ran" on the forum, and it was also the first time that Sun Ran lied to his master, saying that he was the "Scorching Sun" instead of Sun Ran... …

Then Sun Ran went to his homepage and posted the content he posted three months ago as "the world's number one 'fake' magic stick, did you make it? You claim to be the world's number one national teacher at a young age, and the morals of this world are really getting more and more fake Already." The post was locked.

That post is now the top three hot discussion posts in the "cracking down on counterfeiting" forum. Sun Ran's locked post directly gave up becoming a senior bar owner, and what's more, he gave up years in order to gain a firm foothold in the forum Heels, working so hard day and night to spoil my brain to think about eye-catching topics...

This time, he gave up everything, he just wanted to be his master's hard-core loyal and brain-damaged...